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Now, here’s the real shit—prostitutes got stories. Some’ll tell ya ‘bout johns who cried after, true story. Surprised me first time I heard it—thought it was all cold cash, no soul. Nope. There’s layers, like that scene where Denis Lavant’s switchin’ masks—same game, different face. “The world’s a stage,” he’d say—fuckin’ truth, man.

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I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

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